The skies grow dark; their feelings go numb and all he sees is his failure again. Bringing him back to the days of his past, and wishing things were the way they use to be. When light use to shine right down on his head. But now it is nothing but darkness that hovers over him.Trapped in this cold reality and lost to his frailty he struggles to get free. Yet his stubbornness will not allow him to give up so easily...
Showing posts with label Emotional. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emotional. Show all posts
Friday, August 31, 2012
A Day Before
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A Day Before,
Dark,
Depressive,
Emotional,
Moody,
Poetry,
Sadness
Thursday, August 30, 2012
I & I Once :Poetic & Other Mixup:
-I-
The words spent...
Time slowly Went...
And now I'm in Heaven with you....
So please don't go...
And Leave me All Alone...
Don't Let go.
Or let me Slip back
Into the Hell that befell me...
I see Light, through your eyes..
And May i say LOVE , if you don't despise.
I wanna stop all the Crys.
Don't Fade away.
Or go where,
Baby i can't follow...
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Depressive,
Emotional,
I,
I and I,
I Once,
Mishaps,
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Past to Present,
Poetic,
Poetry
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Can't Say :Poem:
I can't say what you want me too...
When life’s so crazy.
When were out of the worlds view.
I don’t know how to voice my sorrow
How do I make my place in the sands of tomorrow?
I can't say what you want me too...
When it's all so hectic.
When were out beyond the worlds view.
I don't know how to voice my sorrow
When I can’t even see my hands tomorrow.
DSC/ B.T. Smith
When life’s so crazy.
When were out of the worlds view.
I don’t know how to voice my sorrow
How do I make my place in the sands of tomorrow?
I can't say what you want me too...
When it's all so hectic.
When were out beyond the worlds view.
I don't know how to voice my sorrow
When I can’t even see my hands tomorrow.
DSC/ B.T. Smith
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Love Is Blind? :Poem:
When Love is Blind...
How many petals will the rose weep?
All that Pain bottled in the Mind...
How many stabs until it's all too much to keep?
Where a Heart once held its Love.
A now Shattered container, gone above.
The Falling Petals Fade,
A Blade one too many times Strayed.
Love is Blind?
2012
DSC/ B.T. Smith
How many petals will the rose weep?
All that Pain bottled in the Mind...
How many stabs until it's all too much to keep?
Where a Heart once held its Love.
A now Shattered container, gone above.
The Falling Petals Fade,
A Blade one too many times Strayed.
Love is Blind?
2012
DSC/ B.T. Smith
© B.T. Smith 2012 |
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Depressive,
Emotional,
Love Is Blind?,
Love Is Blind? Poem,
Poetic,
Poetry,
Sadness
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Silent Song of Misery
You have everything
You have whatever there is in needs.
You have those around you,
and those fire filled Dreams.
But what the fuck is there for me?
There is nothing here.
Could I feel the same?
Not when you're to blame...
You have whatever there is in needs.
You have those around you,
and those fire filled Dreams.
But what the fuck is there for me?
There is nothing here.
Could I feel the same?
Not when you're to blame...
Labels:
Dark,
Depressive,
Emotional,
Poetic,
Poetry,
Sadness,
Silent Song of Misery,
Silent Song of Misery Poem
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